MJ Bell & The Jewish Hammers v The New Management Enforcers
The match begins with The Jew Blazer squaring off against Hunter Storms - and right off the bat, there is the sense things are not going to go well for the fan-favourite trio this evening. Perhaps buoyed by the successful 'hit' his group carried out earlier, Storms is quick to engage the quirky Jewchador with a running European uppercut, which throws him off-balance. Moving quickly, Storms then plows through the much smaller man with a spear, which sends the Blazer all but flying into the corner! Not losing one iota of momentum, Storms then connects with a boot to the Jewchador's face, making sure he is barely conscious as he sits against the corner turnbuckle.
Encouraged by this strong start, the fourth Enforcer promptly seeks to capitalise on it. To this effect, he picks up the Jew Blazer, pins him against the corner, and lands a couple of headbutts, further wearing the fan-favourite down. Then, profiting from the fact that his body is blocking the referee's view, he drapes an arm across the Blazer's throat, effectively cutting off his air supply, while at the same time connecting with a few hard knee shots to his gut! Then, his opponent now properly worn down, he finally launches into what he had in mind all along, lifting the Blazer and placing him in a seated position on the top turnbuckle. Storms then climbs up the ring post himself, manoeuvring the Blazer into position for a superplex...
....only for the Jewchador to suddenly come to life, diving over his shoulder and into a sunset flip!! The crowd roars as the referee slides in to count!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO!!!
The fans in attendance groan as Hunter lifts his shoulder after only a short two-count - the Blazer's attempted counter, while bold, was clearly far too much to hope for at such an early stage in the match. As for Storms, he is incensed, and lands a hard stomp to the Blazer's head before he brings him back up to his feet! Then, once he has the Jewchador back up on his feet, he promptly pulls him up into a powerbomb position...
...only for the Blazer to counter with a headscissors, which sends Hunter flying!
The crowd explodes as the fan-favourite finds an opening, but the Blazer is clearly feeling the impact of Hunter's initial spell of momentum, and is not as quick to capitalise on the momentum reversal as would have been ideal. Even still, Storms is still down when the wrestling superhero turns to face him and, raising a hand to the crowd, rushes in with a runnihg bulldog! The move connects, and the Blazer rolls through to his feet to take in the adoration of the crowd!
Still, knowing he does not have too much time to gloat, lest he lose the upper hand again, the Maccabee Marvel promptly puts some distance between himself and his opponent, positioning himself near the ropes at the opposite end of the ring as he waits for Storms to return to a vertical position. When, a moment later, the Enforcer does, the Blazer runs in and leaps into a hurricanrana...
...which Storms reverses into a powerbomb!! The Enforcer keeps his opponent's shoulders pinned to the mat, and the referee understands the message, sliding in to count!
ONE!
TWO!
--NO! The Blazer puts his shoulder up!
A slight frown is all the indication Storms gives of the fact that he is displeased; otherwise, he simply picks the Blazer back up again, tossing him into the Enforcers' corner before running in with a knee strike to the Blazer's face! As this connects, Storms holds out his hand, and tags in his partner, Cross Recoba!
With the Blazer on the wrong side of groggy, the man officially voted as the most attractive Enforcer has no problem continuing where his partner left off. As he steps into the ring, he promptly picks up the Jew Blazer and pins him against the corner post, where he begins to light up the Maccabee Marvel's chest with a series of stiff knife-edge chops. Such is the crowd's hatred for the Enforcer and his colleagues that they refuse to respond with the traditional 'woo'ing noise, instead simply directing a chorus of jeers at the man fast becoming one of the most hated in the UKWF.
As usual, however, Cross Recoba adeptly shrugs off this unfavourable reaction as he, too, takes a moment to drape an arm across the Jew Blazer's windpipe, cutting off his air circulation. He then lands a brutal elbow smash to the Jewchador's face, before connecting with a facebuster! The Blazer faceplants and, as he rolls through to his knees, Recoba adds insult to injury by stomping on the fan-favourite's head!
As the referee comes over to admonish him, however, the Enforcer makes a show of good behaviour, holding his hands up and stepping away from the Blazer. The obviously put-on nature of the display once again brings jeers from the Medway Park crowd, but their feelings are somewhat appeased by the fact that, at the very least, the Blazer is able to have a respite and catch his breath.
Still aware enough to know what he must do, the Jewchador promptly takes the opportunity to start crawling across the mat, looking to make a tag to one of the two people on his team. Now freed from the referee's scrutiny, however, Recoba delights in putting an end to the fan-favourite's hopeful actions, running in and halting his progress midway with a leg drop bulldog! The Blazer faceplants, and Recoba rolls through to his feet to gleefully soak in the boos of the crowd!
Once he has had his fill of hatedom, however, the Enforcer quickly turns his focus back to his opponent. By this point, a chant of 'JEW-CHA-LI-BRE!' has erupted across the Medway Park stands in support of the Blazer, and its volume only intensifies as Recoba brings the fan favourite to his feet and sets him up for a Saito suplex. Unfortunately, all of the fans' good will is not enough to prevent the Blazer from going flying overhead and landing hard on the mat, back-first!
As both men roll through to their feet, however, something appears to change in the Maccabee Marvel's demeanour. Though worn down by the barrage of offence both Enforcers have rained upon him, the Blazer still finds enough strength within to acknowledge the crowd's chanting, if only through the raising of an arm. This is enough, however, to make Medway Park explode, and the cheering only becomes louder as the Jewchador pulls himself to his feet, dodges the incoming Recoba, and converts his attempted strike into a hip toss! Then, as the Enforcer goes tumbling to the mat, the Blazer follows up his counter with a standing moonsault, further wearing down his opponent!
As the Semitic Superhero rolls through to his feet, the volume inside Medway Park is reaching fever pitch. The Blazer is in no way indifferent to this, and takes a moment to once again raise an arm to the crowd before putting some distance between himself and Recoba. He then waits for the Enforcer to pull himself to a semi-vertical position, before rushing in from behind and planting him with a running bulldog! Recoba falls to the mat face-first, and the Blazer has successfully delivered the receipt for the legdrop variant he suffered earlier!
Now with the match very much in hand, the Jewchador takes it upon himself to continue punishing the New Management associate. As such, rather than make the tag to Hammerstein, he instead leans in once again, picking up Recoba and setting him up for a vertical suplex. He lifts the Enforcer, holds him upside down, stalls...
...and is surprised when Recoba drops down on the other side and pulls him into a rollup! The referee drops down and counts!
ONE!
TWO!
---Shoulder up by the Blazer!
As both men roll through to their feet, the Jewchador's overconfidence has simmered down to its usual levels, as a result of his near-fatal oversight. As such, when Recoba once again runs at him, the Maccabee Marvel chooses the practical approach over the flashier alternative, simply ducking underneath the Enforcer's clothesline, hitting the ropes, and rebounding straight into a hurricanrana to his turning opponent! Recoba goes flying into the ropes, and the Blazer hits the ground running in the opposite direction, making a dash for his corner and finally tagging in Hammerstein!
The crowd roars as the Hammer in the Jewish Hammers hits the ring and promptly makes a beeline for the recovering Recoba. The Enforcer attempts to engage him, but is just too late, and gets hit with a shoulder tackle for his troubles. He attemps to scramble to his feet straight away, as Hammerstein hits the ropes, but is once again too slow, getting rammed down by The Hammer once more! Hammerstein, however, does not halt his progress, instead hitting the ropes on the other side and rebounding off into a third tackle...
....which gets reversed into a big back drop by the waiting Recoba!
The momentum reversed once more, the Enforcer wastes no time leaning in to pick up Hammerstein, looking to set him up for yet another high-impact move. The fan-favourite has other ideas, however, and promptly thwarts the Enforcer's plans by punching him square in the face! Recoba stumbles back, and Hammerstein takes advantage of the opening to land a second punch, which further rocks the Enforcer. Then, winding up his arm in a wild windmill motion, he steps in and completes the trifecta, taking Recoba down!
As the Enforcer goes down, Hammerstein yells out wildly, beating his chest. Seeing his cue, the Jew Blazer promptly produces an NME shirt, which The Hammer rips in half before connecting with an immortal leg drop onto Recoba...
...which is dodged! The Hammer's theatrics took too long, and the Enforcer was able to see the move coming and roll out of the way!
Seeing his opening, Recoba is quick to scramble to his feet; Hammerstein, however, is still aware enough to grab the Enforcer's leg, causing him to trip and fall to the mat face-first. Not missing a beat, Hammerstein promptly takes the opportunity to keep Recoba's ankle trapped, and apply an ankle lock! The Enforcer is quick to lash out with his other foot, mule-kicking Hammerstein in the face, but the damage has been done, and Recoba is unable to do more than fall forward into the ropes, giving The Hammer plenty of time to recover!
As such, both men end up getting to their feet at the same time and - being in better shape overall - Hammerstein is once again first to go on offence. He hits Recoba with a clothesline, taking the Enforcer down again, then lets his momentum carry him to the ropes on the opposite side, to connect with his running splash, the Kamala Special! Rather than attempt a cover, however, the fan-favourite kips up to his feet, betraying surprising agility, beats his chest once more, and connects with a running knee drop to a certain part of Recoba's anatomy!
The crowd pops as the Enforcer lets out a yell and rolls around in pain, clutching his sensitive parts. The referee is, however, less amused, and it takes a lot of explaining from Hammerstein to convince him that the move was an accident, rather than a deliberate attempt at a covert low blow. The Hammer's earnestness eventually wins over the official, however, and Hammerstein is allowed to go on wrestling, though forced to give his opponent some time to recover.
This ends up taking a long moment, with Recoba remaining in what seems to be genuine pain for several seconds after Hammerstein steps off. Even when he eventually does get to his knees, the Enforcer makes no attempt to engage Hammerstein again, instead veering off in the opposite direction, towards the Enforcers' corner. As he realises his opponent's intention, Hammerstein lunges forward, grabbing Recoba's leg...
...but too late! The tag is made to Arcane!!!
As Hunter Storms checks on his tag team partner, to ensure he is all right, the head Enforcer makes a beeline for The Hammer, anger in his eyes. Hammerstein, to his credit, does not flinch, and steps forward to square off against the most dominant member of NME...
...only to get roundhoused kicked into the corner for his troubles!
The crowd gasp as Arcane asserts his leadership status and sets out to avenge his comrade with a vengeance. Before Hammerstein has even hit the corner post, he is being pinned to it with a forearm across the throat, as Arcane growls inaudible words in his face. The referee comes over to tell the Enforcer to relent, but Arcane is - if possible - even more contemptuous than his comrades, simply backhanding Hammerstein before kneeing him in the stomach, lifting him up and connecting with his trademark brainbuster!
The Hammer goes down, limp, but Arcane does not even bother with a cover. Instead, he picks the fan-favourite up once again, pulling him into a scoop powerslam! Hammerstein goes down once more, but still Arcane is not done - much to the contrary. He picks Hammerstein up once again and lifts him up in the air, connecting with a brutal European uppercut on the way down! Hammerstein falls limp against the corner, and Arcane finally feels it is time to end things. He pulls Hammerstein out of the corner and drapes him across his shoulders, looking to hit the Magnum Opus...
...but The Hammer somehow manages to wriggle free, and hit the ground behind his opponent!
The crowd erupts as the fan-favourite revives enough to throw his opponent over with a German suplex, sending Arcane into the ropes! Then, with the head Enforcer still regaining his bearings, Hammerstein rolls through to all fours and crawls over to his corner on his hands and knees, to finally tag in UKWF Champion, MJ Bell!
The cheers grow, if possible, even louder as Bell is tagged in, and promptly begins to scale the turnbuckle. With Arcane still recovering near the ropes, she has ample time to do this, and by the time the head Enforcer is once again ready to wrestle, the World Champion is ready and waiting with a missile dropkick!
The Fire Rain takes Arcane down, but unfortunately, the move has connected a little too close to the ropes to make a cover worthwhile. As such, MJ chooses to simply roll off the top of her opponent and wait for him to recover; then, when Arcane does, she promptly runs in again and connects with a dropkick to the face, causing the head Enforcer to fall to the mat once again!
Knowing she has no chance of out-grappling the larger man, however, MJ once again chooses to put some distance between herself and Stella Chalmers-Blythe's star athlete. It is to that effect that she retreats to her team's corner, once again waiting for Arcane to get up. When he does, she promptly runs in with a hurricanrana, which sends him hurtling in the opposite direction. MJ pushes herself to her feet once more, and immediately runs in once again, catching the Enforcer with a yakuza kick before he can so much as pick himself up from the previous move!
The crowd cheers as yet another move from the Champion connects, but unfortunately, Arcane is still too close to the ropes to make any sort of cover worthwhile. As such, Bell is once again forced to put some distance between herself and the Enforcer, and to wait for Arcane to get up once more.
This time, however, the light in the Champion's eyes indicates she is planning something extra-special for when her opponent gets up, and indeed, as Arcane pulls himself up to one knee once more, MJ takes off, clearly looking for her match-ending Burning Mage...
...only for Arcane to suddenly spring up with a European uppercut, rocking the Champion!
Having brought himself up the rest of the way, the Enforcer is quick to continue his spell of momentum, not even allowing MJ Bell to hit the mat and instead sending her hurtling to the ropes with a big roundhouse kick! The Champion bounces off, limp, and Arcane once again moves quickly, draping her across his shoulders! The crowd groans in dismay as he throws her forward and connects with a knee to the head, sending her to sleep! The Magnum Opus connects, and Arcane drops down for the cover!
ONE!
The crowd erupts as the Jewish Hammers rush the ring!!!
TWO!
The cheers turn to groans as Hunter Storms and Cross Recoba intercept the fan-favourites, allowing their leader to get the...
THREE!
...and win the match for the Management side!
WINNERS in 21:35: The New Management Enforcers
The broadcast closes with Stella's boys, down a member but looking no less dominant, raising each other's hands in the centre of the ring, amid a chorus of boos. It seems that, even without the numbers game to rely on, the NME has managed to create some additional Fallout for the UKWF to cope with in coming weeks...
